Our faith is an astounding thing-astounding that I should believe him to be the Son of God who is suspended on the cross, whom I have never seen, with whom I have never become acquainted.

O, when it comes to faith, what a living, creative, active, powerful thing it is. It cannot do other than good at all times. It never waits to ask whether there is some good work to do.

The heart of the giver makes the gift dear and precious.

I'd rather see heaven crash from the skies than one grain of God's truth die.

The word and works of God is quite clear, that women were made either to be wives or prostitutes.

The secret of contentment is the realization that life is a gift, not a right. Next to faith this is the highest art - to be content with the calling in which God has placed you.

What man, if he were God, would humble himself to lie in the feedbox of a donkey or to hang upon a cross?